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ROCKY MOUNTAIN SAM. 93 - A sign from below gave them to understand that the contents of the message were comprehended, and would be acted upon forthwith; and they at once saw the hunters strike out at an accelerated pace, as though bent on the business in hand, ‘‘Are we goin’ to loaf up hereall the time without smellin’ powder, while Big Horn and his screamers go in and win?” said Rocky Mountain Sam, in a discontented tone. ‘‘Haven’t you had fighting enough for a while?” said the professor, mildly. al hardly think I ever had enough of Indian fighting in my life,” said our hero, stretching his sinewy frame and yawning. ‘‘Although it was only last evening we had our last rumpus, it seems to me an age.” “‘Well, you won't be kept in idleness very long, my son. But you see we travel so much faster than our friends on horseback that we must give them a chance to get well on to the enemy before we put in our oar. But, dear me! what is that vast cloud approaching us from the south 2” “It’s a flock of wild ducks and wild geese,” cried Sam, in delight. ‘So it is,” said the professor, bringing his glass to bear; ‘only I should have thought it rather late in the season - for their regular migration. It is an enormous flock, and if we go little higher up we shall be directly in their path.” ‘Up she goes, then!’ cried Sam, suiting the action to the word by heaving over a sand-bag. ‘‘Hooray! we’ll ring a change on bear-meat with roast duck and biled goose, Fayaway.” «Be ready with a club to knock down all you can,” cried old Max; ‘and mind you take as many of the geese alive as is possible. I have hit upon a cer tain plan in which they may play an important part.” ‘Well, that’s the biggest flock I ever see!” exclaimed Sam, — gazing at the approaching masses, while their number — caused Fayaway to give a little scream. The flock of water-fowl was fully a mile broad, and_ per- _ haps a mile thick, and the birds were packed so densely that it seemed a wonder that they had sufficient room for the ~~ movement of their wings, which, as they approached, made a great roaring sound like the rushing of a heavy surf upon a Bee. beach, mingling strangely with the shar p, changing Eomicboo cS (ele) m